Life is like a skewer- well it's actually like the veggie skewer I made for Savitha's birthday bbq. I envisioned beautiful fresh veggies and paneer, marinated in tikka masala, with yoghurt, composed artfully on a wood skewer. Anirvan went off to Safeway to get my list of things that I needed to create this masterpiece. Not having access to paneer (the day may not be far that Safeway starts carrying items to please my demographic but it wasn't time for that just yet), I asked him to look for mozarella balls that come in little tubs. He probably spent a good few minutes trying to find them- they weren't in the cheese section.
I hummed a tune as I cut up the onions, green peppers and cut up the soft white mozarella into bite sized pieces. I threw in mushrooms and cherry tomatoes into the marinade with the other vegetables. The colors were beautiful. With 15 minutes to catch the bus I hurried to make the skewers. I was really pleased with the way they turned out. Visions of red, green and white with a little brown and translucent pink thrown in and covered with orangish sauce. I packed them up in foil and we made it to Savi's house just in time to throw them on the grill.
And then life happened. As the mushrooms, onions, peppers and even the tomatoes rose to the occasion by browning themselves and enhancing their flavors the mozarella, horror of horrors started to melt!!! But that wasn't supposed to happen. For people who saw it afterwards the skewers looked like they had huge gaps in them. The cheese wasn't supposed to melt?! I was so enamoured of my vision that I had wiped out from my brain my knowledge of mozzarella.
Live and learn and know that there will always be mozarella meltdowns in the skewer of life. Life may not look like the way you envsioned it, but it still tastes pretty damn good.
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